[18] Babe.

1.8K 46 29
                                    

I'm convinced that Shawn is trying to kill us all with his hotness.
_  _   _   _

As expected, Aunt Maddie asked me numerous questions after our date. It felt like I was on cloud nine the whole time. No one has ever made me feel this way about anyone. Until Shawn came.

Even with Harry,  it was never this happy. He would always get these terrible moodswings and he would get angry with me. He did that even on our first date. But I stayed with him. I don't know why I did,  I guess I thought it was love. He was really caring and sweet whenever his mood was better,  but one little thing could make him snap.

See,  Shawn wasn't like that. He was cheeful. Wherever he would go,  people would smile at him. It's almost like he causes people to smile for no reason. Literally,  if Shawn isn't smiling,  he's smirking,  or laughing. And I absolutely love that about him.

But of course, I could never stay happy for long.

That day, I got another unknown number contact me. This time, it was a text message.

Unknown number: I bought a plane ticket going to Canada. Someone told me you made a video with a guy named Shawn Mendez. You're not dating him, are you? I still love you Hailee. Please give me another chance. I'll do whatever it takes to get you back. I mean it.

I frustratedly threw my phone across the room, hoping it would just break to pieces. Stupid Harry. He wouldn't know what love is even if it hit him in the face. I cried because of Harry for what felt like the hundredth time. Which is stupid, I know. But it irritates me that he thinks I'm that easy and that I'll even fall for his shit again.

I heard a knock on my door, and I told them to open it, my voice sounding muffled. I expected it to be Aunt Maddie, but instead, it was Shawn.

He didn't say anything. Instead, he just hugged me tightly just like he did a few days back.

After a while,  the sound of my heavy crying became the only sound in the room.

"I hate him. I hate him so much." I mumbled over and over.

"Who do you hate, Hailee?" He asked, sounding confused.

"Do you remember that time we were eating breakfast and I dropped my phone? Well the person that contacted me was my ex-boyfriend, Harry. " I felt a shudder run through my body at the mention of his name.

"We were together for two years. Two —waste of my time— years. But a couple months ago, he decided I wasn't enough for him, so he cheated on me. With my friend that introduced us to each other. " I told him, beginning to tear up again.

"Hailee. Come here." Shawn said, holding his arms out for me.

"Thank you so much Shawn. I mean it." I told him, my voice sounding unclear due to the fact that my head was buried in his chest.

"You're welcome. I have an idea that could cheer you up. " he told me with a huge smile growing on his face.

Shawn told me to get dressed in my most comfortable clothes, and that he would be back in a few minutes. I got dressed into my cotton pyjama shorts and a tank top, and I put my hair down.

About twenty minutes later,there was a knock on my door. I opened it, revealing Shawn wearing a maroon onesie. He had about ten DVDs in his hand, a bunch of sweets, and three bags of chips and popcorn as well.

I couldn't help but smile at his thoughtfulness and how cute he looked.

I stepped to the side and allowed him to enter my room.

"Where'd you get all of this?" I asked.

"Well, my house. No, wait. I drove to the store for the food, but the movies, my mom and Aaliyah gave them to me, and some are mine. Then I got this onesie from a fan. Also, I already checked with my parents and Maddie. They said I could stay here." He said proudly.

I smiled again at this boy. He never seemed to stop smiling. Not that I'm complaining at all.

Okay. So, to start off this super duper awesome sleepover movie date, we gotta make another fort. Let's make it like we did the last time with Aaliyah, just a bit smaller. "

I gathered the blankets, pillows, and beanbags. We began to build it, and fifteen minutes later, we were done.

"Next order of business. What movie do you wanna watch, babe?"

Babe. My heart fluttered at the word. I had to concentrate to answer his question.

There were ten movies that he brought. Some of them were chick flicks and some were some comedies, and there was a Pixar film. In the end, I chose one of my all time favorite movies, 10 things I hate about you.

As the movie began, we took a bag of chips and put it between us and began to eat. After a little while, I put the chips aside because we both stopped eating. I scooted closer to Shawn, but not too much that he would notice.

To my surprise, Shawn snaked his arm around my waist, and pulled me closer to him, letting me rest my head on his chest. I wrapped my legs with his and he hummed happily in reply.

"Hailee. You need to stop being a tease. I'm trying so hard right now, but you're wearing those shorts and honestly, you just look so hot in them. " he breathes.

I smiled a little, blushing at his comment.

I moved myself up to look at his gorgeous face. I pecked his pouty lips and the pout soon turned into another one of his contagious grins.

"I like you a lot, Shawn Mendes. "

"I like you way more, Hailee Campbell."

I smiled up at him, and kept my eyes locked with his. I lost all my control the moment he began biting his bottom lip.

I kissed him like I have never kissed anyone else before. The kiss was so full of passion and emotion. He was shocked at first, and he didn't react. But after a while, I guess it sank into him —that yes. We were making out right now — I didn't really believe it either. He began to kiss me back and I ran my hand through his hair, and he did the same to me.

His hands began to move down to my hips, as he held them down. It took me a couple of seconds to realize that I was unconsciously grinding my hips towards him.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"It's. Okay. " he said in between kisses, while smiling.

That night, we stayed up until one A.M. , cuddling, talking and kissing. It was honestly one of the best nights I've ever had. And I have Shawn to thank for that.

_   _   _   _

| EDITED | 04.25.16 | 7:36 P.M. |

All The Strings Attached // spm // slow updatesWhere stories live. Discover now